Tell me you wouldn’t binge watch videos of children’s antics during an Easter Egg hunt, but you’d be fibbing.
Watching one child take eggs out of the basket of another who isn’t looking, or following another child around, only to steal his or her egg find? You’ve never watched? It’s a riot! I’d binge watch that Olympic sport for hours, if I could.
An egg hunt is the best place to determine whose going to be the next pastor, and/or who will be the next politician… just sayin!
I think it would be absolutely fantastic if we could come up with a dance move called “The Wiwohka!”
Basically, it’d be the name you can give to people when they question your style of dance. The stranger, the better! Preferably, you can form your style into that of an inebriated surfer, riding the waves of the music, as if you’re being stalked by a great white!
How come grown-ups smile when they’re sad, but cry when they’re happy?
Why do we always have to clean our rooms? It took me hours to mess it up.
How come grown ups say “eat all your vegetables”, which are sometimes yucky, but they say “don’t fill up on sweets” when we eat fruit? We need both, I’m thinking.
Will I be allowed to ride the bus to school with Tommy, next door?
Surely, people have met trolls before. Miss Wiwohka doesn’t think it’s a good idea, because some folks can be sort of mean about the whole ‘pointy’ ears thing.
If I climbed those rafters with one of Wiwohka’s pillow cases, I think I might be able to float down without getting hurt. Maybe I’ll spread some hay on the floor, just in case.
I wonder if Pumpkin would be willing to give out rides across the pond, this summer…
If you’re wondering why today’s Thursday Thoughts are brought to you by me, Peanut, it’s because I never get to write for our barnyard, because Lilly and Eustace always hog the computer. It’s not fair, I say.
Well, things are about to change!
Today, this troll got here first!
And, I’ve been writing my thoughts out while she was taking her shower. Don’t judge! A troll’s gotta do what a troll’s gotta do, right?!
Pssssstttt! (whispers the troll) I’m getting out of here before she comes out… (Wiwohka’s voice can be heard in the background) … hey, what have you been up to, Peanut? … nothin (an adorable little red headed troll peeks out from the bedroom doorway).
I’ve a husband that just finished finals, and I’ve been running from doctors appointment to doctors appointment for over a week, now. We both need a break!
It’s time for some Icarus. They just released a new expansion so the game’s got my full attention… And you’re interfering with that plan, WP, no offense.
Today’s prompt came as the perfect opportunity for me to show you how easily I’m willing to say the NO word, when it comes to my goals.
Today’s goals?
Icarus…
Homemade muffins…
Time with my very best friend…
See? Nothin else fits!
Don’t think I’d forget your cookies…
That’s always, always a yes… even though the cookies say no.
I know it’s not technically a skill or ability, but it kind of is in the world of imagination. That’s how I wanted to answer this prompt, so there’s that!
I hate to sit in an airplane, next to the door with the writing, “Occupied” above the handle. I want to travel, and see my loved ones, but between the cost of the flight, whether I want to pay to take my toothbrush, or if I want to drink anything better than water and a biscuit, I get discouraged.
Not even reserving my spot in 1st class, premier, or anything other than, hurry get on or we will leave you here, it is no longer easy, nor is it fun for me to travel.
If it were not for the blip in a movie where the object arrived inside out,
I would have pursued building and trying to use my own. For now, I will leave it to Hollywood, but once a large number of more daring volunteers successfully make it, I am for sure, all in!
Cookie?
I wasn’t sure if you wanted plain or frosted, so I made both…
Maybe cookies are actually my real secret ability, after all!
Of all the species of feathered flyers out there, the one bird that describes me would be the Woodpecker! Why? Well, I read off of the Wikipedia site that these birds have very strong jaw muscles.
Word? Oh, I thought it said Bird. Oh well! It’s too late to go back now…
Anyone who knows much about me, should already be aware that I talk a whole lot! I mean A LOT! I always have… and I highly doubt that I will be slowing down any time soon.
Over the years I have been chided about it, counseled to slow it down, and/or even avoided because of it. For a time, I attempted to back away from my own chatty nature, in hopes of pleasing others. I soon learned that it was more my personality than my chattiness that pushed others away. Their loss!
When I discovered that I like myself just as I am, I stopped trying to be that which I was not, for others sake!
I refer to myself as a Woodpecker, because I wish to be incessantly hammering out the love of Christ, over and over and over again!
For anyone who is bothered by my noise, there are plenty of other trees in the forest! I am sure you’ll find another comfortable place to perch!
God made me this way, so I’ve no intention of changing something if God tells me it’s not broken!
Here, I’ve left you some seeds…
Just kidding, sillies! I wouldn’t feed you bird seed… well, not only…
What’s the likelihood of a camel successfully living in a Tiny Home?
Eustace seems to think he can make it work, though I’ve some serious doubts. Let’s just hope he doesn’t try to make it a multi-level house… that is, unless he wants a lot of open sky lights!
Well, if anybody can make it happen, I’m putting my vote toward team Eustace…
While I think I ‘d rather enjoy a really cozy cabin, aboard Amtrak, I couldn’t help but think of that Steve Martin and John Candy movie Planes, Trains, and Automobiles. It’s one of my favorite holiday movies to watch, and most everyone loved both of those comedic actors?
My favorite part of the whole movie was the airport scene with Edie McClurg, where they were trying to get their rental car, and she was busy making turkey sounds on the phone.
Then again, the snuggly hotel scene…
Specifically, the Chatty Cathy doll reference had me nearly pulling a stomach muscle from too much laughing.
While I love all of that movie, I would prefer that I stay on a train… with room service!
Just look at all the valuable lessons he’s taught, thus far. Why the title of today’s prompt response, in and of itself, was great wisdom.
Look how fast they roll off the tongue…
A confident person is like a box of chocolates… you never know what you’re gonna get!
I might not be confident, Jenny, but I know what love is.
… from that point on, whenever I was going anywhere, I was confident!
… and I met the confident president… aaaagiiinnn!
Me and confidence, we go together like peas and carrots!
See what I mean? What a guy! Oh, wait! I just realized that the person has to be someone I know, and I never actually met the man.
This is hard because I only know about a half dozen people, up close enough to gage their confidence level.
I’m going with my husband, as the man keeps movin whether it rains or shines. No has never stopped him, but only rerouted his path! Yes, I know I’m being partial. But, as this prompt fully intends us to answer with partiality, I’ve full license to proceed!
My husband! My best friend! My partner in crime! My lover! The other half of myself!
Wait! If all that is to be true, then what did I just say? Don’t think I walked you into me being the confident one, because that would be entirely self-gratifying and I’m in no way calling myself the most confident person in the room.
Doggone it! I went and did it again. I AM the only one in the room!
Well, whatever you choose to believe, here, I simply meant that my husband is truly the most confident person I know. We’re in this car together… til the wheels fall off!
Journey With Me! 